Han Qingyu said: "Get out!"
Zhe Qiuhong raised her head and looked at Han Qingyu with her straightforward eyes, "Yeah, but you can think about it again when you calm down. This not only satisfies my curiosity, but also affects the future of mankind..."
"Humans are about me, don't die." Han Qingyu roared in bed.
For the first time, Zhe Qiuhong's eyes flashed with confusion, as if he was thinking: Don't you want to die? But are you really so afraid of death? You used to fight for the blue, and you ran like that just now ... forget it.
"Okay, forget it if you don't die," she said.
What is this word? ! Han Qingyu burst out, "Nonsense! If you are so curious, why don't you use your curiosity to wonder how you can look good after being cut open?!"
"I'm curious." Zhe Qiuhong said, and then pointed to his head, "I have always wanted to dissect the brain by myself, because I seem to be much smarter than the average person. Unfortunately, the technology is not up to it for the time being, and I still have Many other curiosities remain unanswered.”
She spoke as calmly and indifferently as ever.
Three people in the room: "..." inexplicably cool.
"I'm suddenly very curious, does a scientist like you have the emotions of a normal person? Let me ask another question, do you plan to fall in love, get married and have children?" Wen Jifei asked curiously.
Zhen Qiuhong thought about it seriously, "I don't know the relationship. But I am married and have children ... If one day I started to have reproductive and genetic research, I think I will conduct related activities."
She cut the last line, she stood up, cleaned up the things briefly, and took off the mask out of the room.
The person left, but what she just said had a lasting and huge impact on Han Qingyu.
Regarding all the abnormal conditions on his body, it seems that there is finally an explanation. Regarding Wu Shi's unusually tenacious vitality, he seems to have a direction of thinking... Han Qingyu looked down at himself, looked up blankly and asked:
"Why didn't I molt this time?!"
He didn't shed his skin this time. Although he was unconscious or sleeping for about an hour, he could not complete the molting, but according to past experience, at least there should be some signs of molting, or a small part of the place began to molt ... this time there was no accident.
"This time you were injured too seriously and consumed too much. Molting is a process of repair, rebirth, and growth, which requires energy for support. This time you don't have enough vitality and energy to complete the repair."
Zhen Qiuhong came in and picked up a surgery knife she had forgotten by the bed, and said, "Can you understand? It means that you are about to die."
When she said you were about to die, Han Qingyu could see the light of excitement and anticipation in her eyes. Han Qingyu said: "Get out!"
"If you don't want to die, just lie down." After Zhe Qiuhong said that, he turned around and left again.
She didn't come back this time. In the room, Wen Jifei thought for a while and asked, "What is natural ED? She just said that dice is similar to natural ED."
Han Qingyu shook his head.
Xi Mei shook her head.
"Well, I will look at Wu Jie, don't let her kill her." Wen Jifei turned around and chased towards Qiu Hong quickly.
In this way, there are only two people left in the room, a pair of iron armor, and one who will molt does not know what it is.
"Qingzi, please stop thinking about it now, okay? You can get some sleep soon." Tiejia stood there and waited until Han Qingyu closed his eyes and breathed steadily before sitting down on the stool next to him, holding his cheek and thinking silently. :
Ten percent, 10 % ... I don't know if I don't get fat, then I am not beautiful? Has your hair grown? Am I in vain?
…………
This consciousness Han Qingyu woke up until noon the next day. He Tangtang had already come to see him. Wu Jie hadn't woke up yet, but Zhen Qiuhong said that his situation had gradually stabilized.
This made Han Qingyu feel a little more at ease. But the molting still hasn't happened, there's no sign at all.
In this way, his wound depends on external treatment. Wu Qiuhong wrapped him into a dumplings.
That afternoon, Zhang Chiyuan arranged for a large group of them to be sent to a secret base behind the Fourth Army to recuperate. It was the first time in a while that I really settled down.
The lights in the night were lit, and the two dumplings were sitting opposite, one was Han Qingyu and the other was Zhu Jiaming.
The little king came to the blue base, which means that as long as Han Qingyu is unhappy, he will die in seconds.
"Gudu, Gudu..." A total of five immortal bones were placed on the table. One of them was given by Master Duosang Gyatso, three were obtained from Shiqujia Village, and the last horn-shaped one was They got them from Orimori Chao, and Han Qingyu flipped through them casually.
Zhu Jiaming looked at the other side of the table and calculated that there should be three pieces left in Han's piggy bank. They might be placed elsewhere. That’s eight pieces, especially the horn-shaped one...
"By the way, we have already lived and died together this time." Han Zongzi tilted his whole body upward, looked at the opposite side and said: "About the secret of these bones, the young prince should be honest about it, right?" Not in case you die suddenly ... "
Zhu Zongzi knocked down his whole body as a nod, "That's right, you ask, I will tell you whatever you ask."
"What the hell are these bones?!"
When Han Qingyu asked this question, he actually felt a little nervous, because Zhe Qiuhong said that he might have inherited the remains of some kind of origin beast, and he could fuse the immortal bone... The connection between the two should not be too obvious.
"Dragon!" Zhu Jiaming said sincerely.
"Dragon, uncle!" Although Zhen Qiuhong's inference was strange, at least she was still scientific. As for the dragon, it was myth. Han Qingyu scolded and asked again, "What is the bone of this?"
"Dragon!" Zhu Jiaming said with sincere eyes.
"Dragon your ancestor!"
"Well, that's my ancestor. I've told you before that I'm a descendant of the royal family. I'm genuine. You've heard of Dragon Vein, right?" Zhu Jiaming turned half a circle with his butt as the axis, looked at each one one by one, and said deeply: "Otherwise Why do you think I know them so well and look for them everywhere?”
Suddenly he felt a little around him, but Long, Han Qingyu couldn't accept it.
"Look at this piece, is it a horn? A broken horn." Zhu Jiaming picked up the horn-shaped immortal bone and reiterated: "Dragon!"
"Long, your second uncle, this thing is just that much. Even if it is the horn of something, can it be the horn of a dragon?!" Wen Jifei snatched the bone away and shook it vigorously in front of Zhu Jiaming's eyes.
Zhu Jiaming: "..." He seemed to be confused by the question.
"It's something with horns anyway, right? In fact, you're not sure, but subjectively, you hope it's a dragon." Han Qingyu asked tentatively.
Zhu Jiaming nodded in advance, "Yes. I am the royal family..."
Wen Jifei: "Your Majesty, your head!"
"That's good. Since it's something with horns, at least it's not a pig." Han Qingyu comforted himself and extended his thoughts. Is something with horns capable of molting? I can't believe it, it must have been extinct long ago.
Zhu Jiaming's eyes looked directly at the immortal bones on the table.
"Hey, how many dollars do you have left?" Han Qingyu asked coldly.
"No, but I know where there is more." Zhu Jiaming said calmly without raising his head.
This answer was prepared a long time ago, and the clever part is that he actually has it, and he really knows where it is out there. He will not be cut to death, and he is ready to take Han Qingyu to find the rest of the eternal bones and continue to treat him as a collected migrant worker.
Of course, this will have to wait at least until a few people's injuries are healed. Now Wu Shi hasn't woke up yet.
The group of people settled down like this.
The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... Han Qingyu still did not shed his skin, and his body recovered slowly. However, the bandage was no longer needed, there was no problem with his movements, and the scabs on the wounds gradually fell off.
At the same time, he was disfigured.
"If it keeps like this, I might not be able to marry a wife." Han Qingyu thought melancholy while sitting alone in the sun at the door of the cabin.
The armor clicked and came over and stood aside to watch him, blocking the sunlight.
Han Qingyu looked up at her, "Sister Xi, are you okay?"
Tie Jia shook his head, "No, I just want to know how you are recovering now. How much of your combat strength has you recovered?"
"Twenty to three percent," Han Qingyu said helplessly.
"What about endurance? I remember you were very good at taking beatings."
"Well, my endurance recovers relatively quickly, more than 70%, why did you suddenly..." Han Qingyu was half-sentence.
The armor squatted up as quickly as a catapult. When he stood up, he grabbed Han Qingyu's ankle with his hand. "Whoop", he swung it half a circle and smashed it to the ground.
"Bang!" Dust rose in the sunshine.
Han Qingyu slowly raised his head, "..."
"I'm sorry, Qingzi. But I really can't help it. I have wanted to do this and have been thinking about it for a long time. This opportunity cannot be missed, and time does not wait for us... I went to ask Dr. Ori, and she said don't worry."
Xi Mei said and laughed happily.
